61: Chapter 61 The Old Man with the Lamp, Resurrection

"If I don't buy... I might die!!"

"No! I don't want to die!"

"I'm still so young, I've even mastered an Abnormality... I have a more brilliant future ahead of me..."

Finally, Ye Qian gritted her teeth, reached up to pull a long strand of hair from her head, and handed it over.

Seeing Ye Qian's action, the smile on the Salesman's face instantly bloomed like a man-eating flower in full glory.

He took the hair, carefully placed it into a bottle, and then said slowly:

"My beautiful Young Miss, please select your merchandise."

Hearing this, Ye Qian's hand trembled as she picked up a small mirror from the cart that looked slightly more normal than the rest.

"J-just this one."

"Very well, the transaction is complete."

The Salesman nodded with a beaming smile and continued pushing his cart forward.

"Phew..."

Ye Qian let out a long sigh of relief, her face showing a hint of the relief one feels after surviving a disaster.

"It seems... that rule was real!"

"I survived!"

Thinking this, she glanced smugly at Chen Feng and Wu Jian, as if mocking their cowardice and hesitation.

However, Chen Feng and Wu Jian's expressions suddenly turned grim.

From their angle, they could see that the mirror Ye Qian was holding did not reflect her face at all.

Instead, a pale, bloated ghost face had emerged within it!!

"Ah!!!"

Right at that moment.

Ye Qian also discovered the anomaly in the mirror.

She let out a shrill scream and instinctively tried to throw the mirror away.

But the mirror seemed to have grown onto her hand; no matter how she shook it, it wouldn't come off.

Immediately following that.

The ghost face in the mirror suddenly flashed a sinister smile at her.

Then... a hand slowly reached out from the mirror!

That hand was pale and withered, with fingernails as black as ink.

It grabbed Ye Qian by the throat and lifted her entire body into the air.

"He... help..."

Ye Qian struggled desperately, her feet kicking wildly.

But the hand's strength was terrifyingly immense; no matter how she struggled, it was in vain.

"Hee hee hee..."

A hair-raising laughter emanated from the mirror.

Afterward.

More hands reached out from the mirror.

Some grabbed her arms, some grabbed her legs, and some covered her mouth.

It was like a pack of hungry ghosts sharing a meal of prey.

Crack! Crunch!

The sounds of tearing flesh and snapping bones rang out continuously.

Ye Qian's body was forcibly torn into pieces and then dragged into that tiny mirror.

Blood splattered everywhere.

It stained the faces of Chen Feng and Wu Jian red.

"This..."

Wu Jian fell back onto the floor in terror, his face as pale as paper.

"That... that rule was fake!"

"Buying something... actually leads to death?!"

Chen Feng was also shaken to his core! Just now, when those Ghost Hands emerged, the two A-rank Abnormalities inside him had even briefly crashed for a moment!!

"Attention, all passengers."

"Because a passenger has violated the train rules,"

"This train... will enter 'Carnival' mode ahead of schedule."

Over the broadcast, the Conductor's voice suddenly became sharp and piercing, filled with a sense of madness.

"Violated the rules?"

"Not good!!"

Chen Feng frowned deeply. Although he wasn't sure what 'Carnival Mode' specifically entailed, it certainly wouldn't be anything good!

"Roar—!!!"

Before he could think any further.

In the next instant, all the passengers in the carriage suddenly rioted.

Their bodies began to swell and deform.

Some grew fangs, some grew tentacles, and some turned into abnormalities covered in corpse spots.

They no longer maintained those hypocritical smiles, instead revealing their hideous true faces.

"Alive... why..."

"Why are you still alive... come... join us..."

Countless pairs of crimson eyes fixed their stares on the only two remaining living people... Chen Feng and Wu Jian.

"It's over..."

Wu Jian closed his eyes in despair.

Facing a whole car full of abnormalities, even if the one inside him hadn't crashed, he definitely wouldn't last three seconds!

"My Buddha..."

Chen Feng took a deep breath and clenched his fists tightly.

Despite the despair, he did not give up.

Because he knew.

Behind him, there was still the supreme Ancient Buddha of Rebirth!!

"na mo amitabha buddha..."

Right then.

Lin Chuan's grand yet sinister voice rang in his mind like a great bronze bell.

Following that... Boom!!!

A taboo rule instantly used 'Chen Feng' as a medium, surging outward like a rolling tide!

"Na... mo..."

The grand Buddhist Chant echoed within the narrow carriage.

Every syllable transformed into distorted Sanskrit characters, condensing into invisible chains that shot wildly toward the pouncing abnormal passengers.

This was the taboo rule Lin Chuan activated—Life-Reaping Sanskrit Sound!

Before uncovering the source of the 'Pink Mist', he naturally wouldn't let Chen Feng die here.

"Ah!!!!"

Under the suppression of Lin Chuan's rule, shrill screams began to rise one after another within the carriage.

Those originally ferocious abnormal passengers rapidly began to melt under the baptism of this Buddhist Chant.

Lin Chuan discovered that these passengers were different from true abnormalities; influenced by some kind of rule, they still retained some emotional thoughts from when they were alive. Facing "death"... they would feel fear, they would scream, and they would even try to run away.

"This... what kind of power is this?!"

In the corner, Wu Jian, who had already closed his eyes in despair to wait for death, suddenly opened them.

When he saw the scenes unfolding around him, he was completely dumbfounded.

He stared blankly at Chen Feng, momentarily stunned into a daze.

He saw that Chen Feng was currently enveloped in a black light of Chaos.

And behind him, a massive, pitch-black evil buddha phantom was faintly visible, sitting cross-legged within the Void Realm.

The rule fluctuations emitted by that evil buddha phantom were vast, ancient, and evil, yet carried a hint of eerie holiness... "This... this..."

Facing the evil buddha phantom, Wu Jian felt as if his very Soul was trembling.

While Wu Jian was lost in shock.

Lin Chuan was using Chen Feng's perspective to cast his gaze toward the end of the train.

That was the direction of the driver's cabin.

Lin Chuan sensed an extremely obscure yet exceptionally powerful rule fluctuation slowly awakening there.

Zzzzt... At that moment, the lights in the carriage began to flicker wildly, emitting an incredibly piercing sound of electrical current.

Amidst the alternating light and darkness.

A short, hunched figure slowly walked out from the shadows.

It was an old man wearing tattered neon clothes.

In his hand, he carried an old-fashioned kerosene lantern.

The light was a dim yellow, flickering unsteadily.

But if one looked closely, they would discover.

What was burning inside the lantern shade wasn't oil, but distorted, agonizing, and constantly swirling human faces!

The old man's appearance was even more terrifying.

Half of his face had rotted away, revealing stark white bone.

The other half was covered in black corpse spots, and with every breath he took, black pus and blood continuously seeped from his pores.